Cory looked up ahead and saw a black Rolls Royce parked by the roadside. At that very moment, he lost the will to continue in his tracks. He just stood there as he watched the scene. The lady whom he had saved from the thugs was standing next to the Rolls Royce. Cory, still standing aloof, watched as the door on the driver's side opened, and a tall and lanky man stepped out of the car. The man's suits were well tailored. He was wearing the Thompson brand. His jaws were well outlined, and his face held a certain amount of danger. Just from standing at distance, Cory could tell that much. How about if he walked closer? He couldn't begin to imagine how terrifying the man would be. The man's tough face suddenly became terrified as he saw the lady. He ran around the car to her and dropped on his knees. "Do not spare me, my lady. Punish me. I shouldn't have left you here for long. I shouldn't have left you here all by yourself." The man begged, hitting his forehead against the hard bi
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